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The Spaces Between | Chapter Update - Chapter 8: All Things End

For the record, Maggie Stark didn't run away. Running away means having something to run from, and Maggie's got nothing. Something strange is going on in Queens, though, and it's got nothing to do with the Parkers. But before Maggie can solve that mystery, she has to make it through the most thrilling and terrifying venture she can imagine after a life of superheroes — high school.

Stopping only to take off her Converse, Maggie crawled into the bed, pulled the covers over her head, and let herself miss Aunt Peggy and Della and her family. The pillow grew damp under her temple. She curled in on herself and allowed the black hole to consume her as she fell into a restless sleep. An hour later she stumbled from the guest room, sweat-slicked skin shining in the fluorescent lights. Daisy and May were calling to her through miles of cotton, but all she could hear were Ross’s jeers and Aunt Peggy’s soft voice and Steve Steve Steve— Her feet carried her out the front door, down the hall, up to the roof. The sticky summer air clung to her clammy skin. She sucked in a deep breath, then another. Tried to remember Dr. Rollins’ advice through the remnants of her nightmares.

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Love Ours | Ch.9 Birthday Mania

Fandom: MCU • Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC

Summary: Seren plans Steve's birthday and it doesn't go according to plan at all.

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The moment that Steve opened his eyes, Seren was right beside him holding a cupcake with a lit candle in her hands. He closed his eyes again and let out a light chuckle.

"Straight to the point," he mumbled in the midst of his laugh. He cracked one eye open and looked up at Seren. "Good morning."

Seren was grinning from ear to ear and was quite loud when she wished him 'happy birthday!'. "You'll of course have a decent birthday cake later but for right now, how's about an old fashioned birthday cupcake?" she said and offered him the cupcake.

"For breakfast?" Steve raised an eyebrow at her as he sat up. "Breaking the rules…"

"Mm, I'm willing to make an exception today — it is your birthday, after all. Happy birthday, lovey. May you have plenty more years in your life." She leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. "And I mean like hundreds more…"

Steve's expression at the number was priceless and he was very clear afterwards that he was not looking to live for hundreds more. "I'm 106 already, sweetheart. It's not about the quantity but the quality of life instead and without you, there's not much quality in my life." He took the cupcake from her hands, blowing out the candle.

"You didn't make a wish," Seren pointed out, her cheeks still flushed from his words.

"I did in my head," Steve said, taking a bite of the cupcake. "This is delicious, by the way."

"Thanks, I made them earlier," Seren said, and at his look she explained she had gotten up much earlier than him. "I couldn't sleep," she shrugged. She wiped a finger over the cream of the cupcake and popped it into her mouth.

"I hope you're not sleep depriving yourself for me," Steve said. "I don't need anything today, Seren, I told you."

"Why must you be oh-so-high-and-mighty about a simple birthday party?"

Steve chuckled at her disgruntled face. "I'm not—"

"Yes, you are!" she exclaimed. "What is so wrong about wanting to celebrate your very existence!?"

"Nothing, sweetheart, but I just don't want you stressing out over something that doesn't have to happen. I don't need anything," he said and reached a hand on her cheek, "But I do very much appreciate your intentions. So, what can I help you with?"

Seren hummed as she thought for a second. "Well, I pretty much have everything ready, just some last minute pick-ups in the afternoon."

"Of course you do," Steve playfully rolled his eyes. "Then I guess all I have to do is make myself look presentable, right?"

Seren nodded at him. "Make yourself look very pretty, please. Not that I think you'll have a lot of trouble with that."

Steve threw his head back and laughed. If he ever needed a boost of confidence, Seren would always be the one for the job. She had absolutely no trouble with it.

~ 0 ~

Throughout the whole day, everyone in the compound was wishing Steve a happy birthday and making comments about the upcoming party in the evening. Seren had been planning it for weeks now and had roped each member into doing certain tasks for her. Chloe, Wanda, Pietro and Vision were in charge of decoration considering they had probability, telekinesis, speed and flight on their side. Natasha and Thor were to supervise them because they were more than likely to get into arguments on the job — they were also meant to blow balloons somewhere along the way. Tony was in charge of music — a self proclaimed position, unfortunately and something Seren couldn't persuade him to leave alone. Bucky had the job of distraction, and he wasn't very good at it (Steve thought this because he had told him 5 minutes into a conversation that was his intentions for the day).

"So where the hell is my girlfriend?" Steve demanded to know when four o'clock hit and he hadn't heard a peep from her. She was small, yes, but still explosive. She should have been in communication with him at some point already.

Bucky, who had also self-proclaimed himself in charge of the alcohol at the party, was deciding between two wine bottles. "I think I should get the most expensive one, right? I mean, it doesn't really matter for us but it would be funny to see Chloe get drunk and make a fool of herself."

Steve rolled his eyes at the grinning face his best friend had on. "I'm gonna go find Seren." He was only halfway towards the door when Bucky called him back.

"C'mon, Steve, let her do whatever she needs to do. She's put her whole little hybrid heart into this shindig." Bucky set the wine bottles on the island and motioned Steve to pick one. "Personally, I think beer is better but apparently we need to have a variety of options for the guests."

"Who is even on this guest list, anyways?" Steve asked out of curiosity. He walked back to the island and looked over the two wine bottles.

"Not a lot of people," Bucky said honestly. "Seren said she was keeping it small for you."

Steve smiled to himself. She knew him so well.

"So, which one?" Bucky presented Steve with two more bottles for him to choose from.

Before Steve answered, a gust of wind blew in and suddenly Pietro Maximoff was ransacking the fridge.

"Which one of you took Wanda's lemonade? She'll kill whoever took it." He shut the fridge door with a huff and turned around, his face lighting up at the sight of the wine bottles. "Never mind!"

"Hold it," Bucky pointed at him. "Last time I checked, you're not 21 so go get a juice box."

Pietro rolled his eyes. "But I will be soon and I should be compensated for my troubles back there. Between my sister and Chloe, it's a miracle I haven't lost my mind already."

"Yeah, yeah, back to work," Bucky shooed him off.

"They're horrible," Pietro reiterated. "Especially Chloe and her bossy—"

"I'd watch your words about my girlfriend," Bucky cleared his throat and pretended to examine the ingredients of a wine bottle.

"Just take a water bottle, Pietro," Steve suggested kindly and sent the speedster on his way. He shook his head. "I think I'm gonna go—"

"Do I need to tie you up or something to keep you here?" Bucky put the wine bottle down and stared at his best friend sharply. "If you go and mess up Seren's schedule, she'll come for my ass and I don't feel like dying today. I feel like wine tasting, actually…"

Steve rolled his eyes and raised his hands in defeat.

~ 0 ~

He made himself look very nice — pretty — and was downstairs at the prompted time, according to Bucky. The party got started very smoothly and it was honestly fun, but Steve was worried. Seren had not shown up and what's more, she hadn't sent him any message nor called.

That wasn't like her.

Steve couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. Nobody else seemed to think the same. Bucky's selection of drinks was a hit and so was the music — it was a party. The food was good, the drinks were good, the people — his friends — were all so kind and well wishing. Steve really appreciated everything they all had done for him but he couldn't enjoy any of it until Seren arrived.

And she didn't.

An hour turned into two.

Finally, Steve decided he had to do something. He went to find Chloe and cut her dance with Bucky short.

"No, I haven't heard from her," she told him. "Is she — is she not here?" She looked around the party, her senses slightly off with her amount of drinks.

"No," Steve shook his head. "And I know Seren would message me — or you, even — if she was going to be late."

Chloe thought the same. "Maybe she texted Nat or something."

"Or Stark," Bucky suggested. "Stark told me Seren had called in a favor from him for something for, uh, you?"

Steve went to go find Tony while Chloe and Bucky went for Natasha. When Steve found Tony, he cut straight to the chase. His heart was starting to hammer in his chest as the minutes went by and he knew nothing of Seren.

"No, she hasn't called me," Tony said. "She was supposed to be in about an hour ago."

"Where did she go?" Steve said urgently.

"I can't tell you, it was a surprise," Tony shrugged. "She made me swear it."

"I don't care — she's not answering anyone's calls! Where is she, Tony?"

Tony was still hesitant to answer. "I…look, if she finds out that I ruined the surprise—"

"Stark!" Steve snapped. "I don't care, alright? I want to know where she is so that I can go to her and make sure she's okay! Damn everything!"

"Steve!" Chloe exclaimed as she rushed towards him. "We found her! Well, Bucky found her, but we got her!" Steve immediately went to look for her in the party but Chloe told her she wasn't with them. "Don't freak out — Seren's okay — but she sort of, may have, had an accident…"

But of course, Steve's first instinct was to freak out. "What!? Wh-where is she? What — what happened!?"

Chloe once again reassured him that Seren was okay, but her words meant nothing to Steve until he could confirm with his own eyes that Seren was okay. She dragged him out of the party and into the hallway where Bucky was waiting for them.

"Bucky, where is she?" Steve went straight to his best friend, his face filled with anguish. "Where's Seren? Please, where is she?"

"Calm down, calm down," Bucky said, grabbing Steve by the arms. "She's fine! She's here — well, she's coming here. She'll be here soon."

Steve looked at Chloe, confused. "I thought you said she had an accident?"

"She did," Bucky re-confirmed. "But she's totally fine. I don't know exactly what happened, Seren wasn't very specific. She's being brought over by the medics — she literally forced them to discharge her and she's being brought over so calm down."

"I-I gotta go pick her up — I gotta go—!" Steve made two steps forward before Bucky blocked his way. "Buck, I need to see her!"

"I get that but there's no point! She's already on route here! She'll be here in 15 minutes, man! You're gonna miss her if you leave!"

Steve begrudgingly stopped pushing against Bucky. "What happened?" he demanded again.

"I don't know, Seren didn't tell me. She was quick — she was scared of the whole medic thing so she told me to be ready."

"Why did she call you?" Steve asked all of a sudden. "Why didn't she — why you?"

Bucky knew better than to fall for the jealousy trick. "She didn't. She called the compound and FRIDAY patched it through. I answered the call. You need to calm down before you see her. You're gonna scare her more than she already is."

The idea of adding more fear to whatever Seren was already feeling made Steve finally stop and take a breath. He needed to make sure that she was okay but he couldn't do that if he was going to make it so that she wasn't okay.

Fifteen minutes later, they were at the entrance of the compound waiting for Seren to finally arrive. Thankfully, in a few minutes, they saw a car pulling through the entrance and met it halfway.

Seren was trying to push her way out even before the car had stopped. She really didn't want to be anywhere near the medics. She practically fell into Steve's arms jumping out of the car. Steve took the chance immediately to check her out. She was dressed to the nines for the evening but there was a large gash running down her right leg.

Steve picked her up bridal style and left Bucky and Chloe to tend to the people Seren had come with. He ignored her assurances that she was fine and her pleas to calm down, bringing her straight to the medbay.

"I'm calling Helen," he said firmly and with no room to argue. Helen was the only medic in the world whom Seren could trust in. Luckily, she was one of the attendees of the party and so it was fairly quick getting her down.

"I'm fine," Seren told Helen as the woman examined her leg. "Just a small accident."

"Doesn't look small," Helen hummed. She was cleaning out the lingering blood on Seren's skin. "What happened?"

"Yes, what happened?" Steve waited impatiently to hear the answer. "And don't lie, please."

Seren groaned and explained that she had been struck by a car trying to push someone else out of the way. "All I did was fall — I've had much worse and you two know that!"

"It doesn't mean I can't worry," Steve told her, frowning. "I didn't hear from you all day. I knew something was wrong."

"Well, it looks superficial," Helen remarked, "But definitely something that'll take a few hours to heal even with your super healing."

"Why is it so big?" Steve said, his voice no longer angry but filled with concern.

"It was the car," Seren told him. "The license plate hooked on my skin. Hurt like hell but definitely not something I needed to go to the hospital for. It took me forever to get to my phone. That's why I couldn't call and even when I did, I just had to call the quickest number. I thought you would be having fun at the party so I didn't want to ruin it. I failed, obviously."

Helen smiled at the couple. "I think this is where I leave. Seren, the stitches will fall out when your skin starts closing on its own but you should be fine."

"I am fine, Helen," Seren reiterated.

"But you still won't be dancing tonight, I'm afraid. And no getting off the bed either, except for the restroom and even then you're going to need help."

"I got it," Seren sighed. "Thank you, Helen."

"Of course," Helen nodded and left the two alone.

Seren leaned her head back on her pillow. "As far as birthday parties go, I am the worst at planning them. I ruined your day, Steve. I'm so sorry."

"You're joking," Steve said flatly. "You have to be joking."

"What?"

"I'm going to pretend that you didn't say any of that stuff because you did make an incredibly great party and you got hit by a car." Steve pulled a chair beside her bed and sat down. "But I was so worried when you didn't show up and you didn't answer my calls."

"I'm sorry, lovey," Seren sighed. "I swear it was supposed to be something quick."

"What were you even out doing?" Steve asked.

"Getting you your present, what else?" Seren reached for his hand and curled her fingers around his. "It was the last thing on my to-do list and by far the most important one." No sooner had she said that when she gasped and started looking around urgently for her bag. "No, no, no, no, no! Where's my bag!? Where's my — your present was in there!"

Steve was quick to push her back down when she made to get off. "Absolutely not!"

"Steve, I left your present in that car!" Seren struggled with Steve's hands gripping her wrists.

"I don't care about any present—"

"It was important!"

"Well, this is a promising sight," Chloe's voice froze the couple in their spots. She looked up at Bucky beside her then. "If you ever fight me like that, know that I'll blast you."

Bucky rolled his eyes and pushed her a few inches to the side. "Anyways, we came to deliver." He held up Seren's bag in his hand. "You left it back there."

"Oh my goodness," Seren breathed out in relief. "Bucky, I love you, thank you!"

"Hey now," Chloe flashed Seren a faux sharp look, "That's my line."

Bucky handed Steve the bag who then handed it over to Seren. She thanked him all over again.

"Should we tell them upstairs that the party's over?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah," Steve immediately said, gazing at Seren. "I won't be going back anytime soon."

"No, you totally should," Seren said, frowning. "It's your day."

"And you're my girl. That's way more important. Besides, how can I go to a party that you made without you?"

"He's got you there," Chloe shrugged. "Tell you what," she reached over for Bucky's arm and tugged him back with her, "We'll go back and keep the party going in honor of you."

Steve snorted. "Oh, really?"

"Chloe's got the right idea," Bucky nodded very seriously. "We'll save you some wine. Let's go!"

They could hear Chloe's laughter even as they disappeared into the hallway.

Steve went after them and closed the door. "No more interruptions. You need to rest."

Seren smoothed out her dress as best as she could and lamented the way their evening turned out. "I am so sorry, Steve."

"Sorry for getting hit by a car? You have to be joking," Steve chuckled and walked back to her bedside. "I'm just glad that you're okay. You have no idea what I was feeling earlier. Please don't disappear on me like that ever again."

"I wasn't planning on getting hit by a car but you know how 4th of July is. It's full of crazy people — even crazier than on regular days." Seren scooted on the bed and patted the spot next to her. "Speaking of, the fireworks will probably be starting soon and it's no balcony but the window's pretty big."

"That it is," Steve agreed and gazed at the windows. The sky was already being lit with fireworks from a good distance, only leaving soft noises of the cracks. Soon, they would be much closer. He sat down beside her and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "I did love your party, by the way. Thank you."

"I'm glad you did," Seren said, "I wanted it to be perfect for you. I'm sorry you can't enjoy it anymore. I really don't mind if you want to go back, you know."

"I know, but I don't want to go back. You're here and I always want to be next to you. And you know what? My wish that I made this morning was to spend my evening just with you."

"Well…how about you at least open my present, then?" Seren reached inside her bag to pull out a wrapped present for him. "I think you'll like it."

"I think you're right," Steve said and took it from her. He was careful to unwrap it and soon found the makings of a frame. He expected it to be a picture of them — he wouldn't mind one more for their bedroom — but he found something very different instead. The picture was old from Time but the face was young…

"I, uh, I got Tony to help me out with all the permissions and stuff," Seren explained during the silence. "I thought you should have it."

"It's a picture of my mother…how did…how did you even find one?" All Steve had from his mother were his memories and a few sketches of her that he had made. As far as he knew, there was no tangible proof that his mother had ever existed.

"With a lot of work," Seren admitted and smiled. "But worth all the work to see that face." She leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Happy birthday. I owe you one birthday cake."

Steve was very, very, careful with the frame as he set it down on a table beside the bed. There were no words to encompass all the feelings in his chest. Even now as he gazed at the frame, he couldn't believe he was actually staring at a picture of his mother. His sweet and beautiful mother.

"You will never have to buy me another birthday cake," he said and turned to face Seren. "Not with this kind of gift." He cupped her face and tilted her head up to kiss her. "You are officially given a pass for the rest of my birthdays."

Seren chuckled. "You don't have to exaggerate, lovey. I'm glad you liked the present. It was totally worth getting hit by a car."

Steve's face fell flat and yet she giggled like it totally hadn't happened at all. Thankfully, the closer fireworks started and they cuddled to watch them through the windows. It was then that Seren admitted she had also had some doing in the fireworks for him.

Steve couldn't believe it and yet at the same time he did because it was something very her — trying to make him feel so special. "You're amazing," he murmured against her hair and peppered a few kisses, earning various giggles from her.

A/N:

Happy birthday to my boy ^.^

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

✥ Fandom: MCU ✥ TV Series/Movie: Guardians of the Galaxy ✥ Face Claim: none ✥ Full Name: Princess Zverina of Clan BawnBawn, Third of Her Name, Keeper of the Sacred Forge of Making ✥ Other Name(s): Rina, Princess, Reindeer Games ✥ Age: 30 ✥ Parents: King Flavian and Queen Octavianolla ✥ Siblings: she has like 12 siblings i'm not naming all of them ✥ Abilities: blimpian physiology (superhuman strength, durability, agility, etc.), master combatant, acrobat, hammer mastery ✥ Date of Birth: AB 4051, in the Month of Making ✥ Height: 6'2" ✥ Gender: Female ✥. Sexuality: Pansexual ✥ Love Interest: Adam Warlock ✥ Quotes:

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ᴏᴄ ʜᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ 2024 - ᴅᴀʏ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ - ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ

Sometimes we exist. Sometimes we don't. Sometimes we don't have the same name. Every once in a while, we are seen. Every once in a while, we are more. But we are always there, in the corner of your eye. Different faces. Same eyes. Powerless—until the spark is lit.

Featuring:

Ana Beatriz Rivera Ortiz, AKA White Hot / The Watcher (no. 3), from the MARVEL comics.

Ana Rivera, AKA "Tech Support", from Raimi's Spider-Man

Arturo Rivera, AKA "Artie", from Webb's Spider-Man

Ana Beatriz Rivera, AKA "Trixie" / White Hot / Supreme Sorcerer, from the MCU

Andrea Rivera, from Marvel's Spider-Man (Insomniac)

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Jo Rogers - My part of the Aesthetic Trade with @arrows-unofficial-ocs

Hope you like it!

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Just saw Deadpool and Wolverine!!! It was EPIC

[ironverseocs]

Hello! I'm @rebel-author-chick and you are on my bingo OC Creator Bingo card. Your OCs look so cool, I can't wait to learn more about them!

1. How close is William to Pepper and Happy? What about Peter?

2. What does Melissa think of Kirk? Does she take after her dad in personality?

3. Has The Soldier ever come across The Doctor? What do they think of each other?

4. Out of her parents who does Lana take after more?

5. Out of all your OCs, who is your favorite to write for? Which is the hardest to write for?

I know this is LONG passed Bingo, looong overdue, and I apologise for that. However, I still want to give your ask the love and attention it deserves, so here goes me answering all your lovely questions. :)

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Happy Hogan is close to both the Stark-Potts kids due to the nature of his relationship with their parents, Pepper and Tony. I would say he has more inside jokes with Morgan who spends a little more time with him, but he loves William just as much. Will, being an introverted ADHDer, chooses to spend most of his time hyperfocused on his projects as he prefers the stimulation he receives from them as opposed to other people. He is also close to Pepper what with her being his mom and all. She makes sure to keep a closer eye on her son to make sure he doesn't forget TOO much of life while holed up with his projects. As Will grows closer towards adulthood, Pepper has had to prod him into the "real" world more and more frequently.

Melissa likes Kirk. For the longest while, she and him had a solid platonic relationship, and she held strongly to the word platonic as that's where she both felt they were best and also where she felt most comfortable with men in general (regarding her ambitions and her personal life matters she was mindful of at the time). Around the end of Into Darkness, however, she and him do get together romantically.

The Soldier has come across the Doctor before and they are surprisingly neutral looking on their fellow kin. Of course, they are glad that they aren't the only Timelord anymore, but they don't feel much of a connection between their mentality/outlooks on the universe's happenings, and they don't judge the difference either. Unlike The Doctor, who does passively wrinkle his nose at The Soldier's tendency to jump in with a fight instinct instead of a figure it out one. When they do have to work together, however, they can flow rather well. There is a string of respect tying between them, and if one needed help, the other would assist.

Lana takes after her mother more in personality. She exhibits Nora's form of practicality and cunning over Ray's, as in she holds herself with an air of individualism and is first and foremost a self-possessed, self-aware person. While of course she cares for other people, Lana thinks of her own needs and wants before that of others.

I have two favourites and can't narrow it down any further. My favourites are Stephen Knope-Wyatt and Jared Williamson. The hardest muse to write for is probably Shiloh, my son of Tyche from the Percy Jackson fandom. He's probably the hardest because I don't really know what kind of story he's best suited for and can't really think up a plot (still) for him.

Thank you for the ask, @rebel-author-chick! Hope you had a great time during Bingo while it was still happening, and sorry again for answering your questions super late.

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For @come-along-pond I don't know id the gift-exchange is still open but either way I hope you enjoy this

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H?

This is one I haven’t introduced yet but now is better than never

Full Name

Hekate

Nicknames, If Any

T

Hogwarts House

One of my few Gryffindor OCs

Gender

Cisgender Female

Sexuality

Bisexual and Polyamorous

A Song I Associate With Them

Young God by Halsey

3 Important Relationships

Druig and Makkari - Her partners. They have a love that has lasted centuries

Sersi - Closest confidant. These two have always been super close and Hekate goes to her whenever she has an issue

Ikaris - Brother turned Enemy. When Ikaris turned against their family it hurt Hekate more than anything she’s lived through

2 Fears

Her family falling apart

Not being strong enough to protect her family

1 Element of their backstory

Hekate used to be a close advisor to Ajak and would often have plans ran through her before they were executed

[iron-parkr]

the spaces between + shit my friends have said [1/?]

Featuring: Post-Endgame Squad - Maggie Stark, Daisy & Peter Parker, Ned Leeds, MJ, Sam & Cassie Lang, and Cooper & Lila Barton

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𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 2025: 𝘋𝘈𝘠 6: 𝘸𝘦𝘣 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨

( FEBRUARY 13 ) which quotes, lyrics, and images make you go ‘oh. that is so them’?

𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙭 𝙋𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧 {𝘔𝘈𝘙𝘝𝘌𝘓/𝘔𝘊𝘜}

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Love, Ours Ch. 7: A First Christmas

Fandom: MCU

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC, ft. baby!oc

Story Summary: One-Shots/AU collection of Seren and Steve outside of their fics (Darkest Before Dawn, Alignment, etc.).

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Steve could hear the small yells long as soon as the elevator doors slid open. They were cheerful, of course — he was hardly the agitated one, even at his young age. The bedroom door was left a crack open and as Steve pushed it open, he saw the sight that usually made his day and night.

"Say 'ma-ma'. Say 'ma-ma'!" Seren rested in their bed against the headboard with a baby boy sitting on her lap. Said baby giggled each time Seren made her request. "C'mon, Noel, say 'ma-ma'."

The baby giggled again and made to fall forward on his mother when she caught him by his little wrists. Thinking of it as a game, he pushed himself forward again so she would catch him.

"He's not going to do it," Steve announced as he finally walked into the room.

Seren's head turned towards the door, a pleasant surprise etched over her face. "Hey! You're back!" She then turned the baby in the same direction. "Look, Noel, daddy's back! "

Noel started sucking in excited breaths, scrunching his nose at Steve. He pushed himself out of Seren's hold, landing with his hands on the bed and started crawling towards Steve.

Steve laughed and walked over to the bed in time to pick the baby up. He loved when Noel did that stuff. He didn't think he would ever get over it. "Well hello there," he tickled Noel's stomach, earning a small giggle, "I've missed you too."

"I swear he, like, crawls way quicker to see you than when I'm back from a mission," Seren said, crossing her arms as she studied her son and his level of excitement.

"Really? I think he's way more excited when he sees you," Steve remarked. "I know he misses his 'ma-ma'" — Seren beamed at his attempt to help her out — "when she's away."

Noel smiled widely at Steve but he never said a word. He grew way more interested in the shiny star on Steve's suit.

"Thanks for trying," Seren sighed. "It's literally all we've been doing since you left on Monday. Glamorous three days."

"I don't know, I would much rather be here with you guys doing literally anything," Steve said, then glanced at Seren to see her smiling lightly. She understood his desire but, like him, knew that wouldn't happen.

It was their promise to each other — to their son — the only thing they could possibly love more than each other. Noel was a surprise to them both, and a lovely one at that, and on the day that he was born they realized that they would do anything for him. So they made a promise. They would never go on a mission together and leave Noel alone. If something were to ever go wrong on a mission, they needed to know that Noel would still have at least one of them in his life. It was, perhaps, a pessimistic way of thinking but both Seren and Steve knew that they couldn't stand the idea that they failed their son and left him alone. So, when Seren went on a mission, Steve stayed back with Noel. When Steve went on a mission, Seren stayed back with Noel instead. It was hard being apart from each other, but they were doing it for a very good reason. A very small, very gigglish little reason.

"Careful, he's in a biting mood today," Seren said just as Noel let his head drop on Steve's chest and proceeded to try and bite the star of his suit. Seren made a gesture at him saying 'See?'. "He gets two little teeth and suddenly he thinks he's a piranha."

"Yeeeah, Noel, it's best not to put your mouth on this." Steve gently pulled his son off him and lowered him to the bed, an act that Noel considered a betrayal because he started fussing immediately. "I'm sorry, buddy, I'm going to get changed quickly—"

"And shower," Seren cut in with a smirk. "Got germs all over you. And dirt."

Steve rolled his eyes at her. "I'll be back." He dropped a kiss on Noel's head and hurried to go shower.

Noel didn't stop fussing. Seren tried comforting him in her arms, and the big gingerbread stuffy she had bought for him recently, but he didn't stop until Steve came back. As soon as he sat down in bed next to Seren, Noel was climbing over his legs.

"Alright, come here," Steve said as he grabbed the baby and sat him on his lap. Now, Noel decided that he did want his gingerbread stuffy, but only to play with his father. "So then, is getting an 8 month-old to talk to you all you did in these days?"

"Uh, I did something else too," Seren said, side-glancing him. "I decorated the Christmas tree."

"Without me?" Steve said, slightly surprised. Seren had been excited to decorate the tree — it was Noel's first Christmas and she couldn't wait to see his reaction to the tree. It wasn't that big of a surprise that she couldn't wait for him.

"Don't worry, lovey," Seren scooted closer to Steve, leaning up to kiss his cheek, "He hasn't seen it yet."

"Really?" Now that was surprising to Steve. Seren laughed.

"I have some control! Noel hasn't seen it because we've been waiting for you!"

"Well then, I thank you for that." Steve held Noel by his hands and played with them. Noel tried pulling one of his father's hands towards his mouth. Steve enjoyed watching the effort Noel put because even at his 8 months, he was stronger than an average baby. And why wouldn't he be?

Noel had part of his father's super serum running through his system, giving him an almost perfect overall health. To top it all off, Noel had his mother's alien side to lift him even further. Celessian genes allowed Noel to access abilities that Seren used daily. Of course he couldn't create star matter like Seren, but his fingers often sparkled with a familiar orange hue. His strength was a combined effort from his parents, one of many things.

Noel had enough of failed biting so he started pushing himself off Steve and landed face first on the bed between his parents. His babbles were muffled with the sheets until he lifted his face and showed off his two front teeth.

Seren chuckled. "You're about the cutest baby in the world." She reached over to press some of his flyaway blonde hair. "With those cute little cheeks." She gave one of his cheeks just a bit of pinch and Noel tried grasping her pinky finger.

While Steve agreed with Seren that their baby was indeed the cutest, and not just because he was in a cute white onesie with little gingerbreads (some half-eaten) on it, but he thought that Noel's eyes and freckles were what made him simply adorable. That also had nothing to do with the fact that they were Seren's eyes and freckles. They were a sparkly green like Seren's, and they seemed to twinkle each time Noel laughed. His freckles, subtle like his mother's, were like the constellations they would see in the sky.

"What do you say" — Seren picked Noel into her arms — "we go show him the tree? Would you like that, Noel?" She cooed at her giggly baby. "Would you like to see the Christmas tree? Yes, you would, huh? Yes you do!" Noel squealed with a new round of giggles.

Steve watched her play with Noel. Whenever he was away on missions, he felt like a part of him was missing, and it was. The void was only filled when he was back with his family.

"Seren?"

As Seren turned her head, Steve was already going forward to kiss her on the lips. It was meaningful, and very much missed on Seren's part. She could feel his fingers on her jaw, bringing her closer to deepen their kiss. As soon as Steve let her lips go, she yearned for more.

"If you're going to kiss me like that, we have to put the baby to sleep first," she mumbled and heard Steve's soft chuckle.

Noel began to babble then, drawing his parents' attention. Seren listened but none of his babbles were close to 'mama'.

"You're lucky you're cute, mister," she said and planted a kiss on his forehead. She leaned her cheek on Noel's head and wrapped her arms around his body. Noel took the opportunity to play with his mother's necklace. Liked the star on Steve's suit, Noel adored the shiny carved star of his mother's choker.

"And you," Seren looked at Steve, "Don't start something you can't finish right now." Steve rolled his eyes at her. "So, you want to see the tree right now or not?"

"Why don't we just…rest for now?" Steve wanted to take a moment to just be with his family. He wrapped an arm around Seren's shoulders, bringing her (and Noel) closer. "We can go later tonight. Did you put up the lights too?"

"I thought we could do those together," Seren said.

"I like the idea. With or without Noel?"

At the call of his name, Noel let out a noise. He shook his head suddenly then flashed them a grin before continuing to shake his head.

"Well, I guess he had enough of Mommy for now," Seren said.

"That's okay, I'm happy to take her off his hands for a while." Steve's comment led to a hard glare from Seren.

"Maybe you don't get to see the tree," Seren decided. "It'll be just me and my favorite boy." She bounced Noel on her thigh, causing a series of giggles from him. "In his cute little Christmas pajamas I bought him yesterday, right? Who's going to be the cutest little gingerbread? You are!"

Noel loved the attention he got from his mother and squealed for more. He clapped his hands and then grabbed his mother's star again.

"Alright, alright, I'll be on my best behavior," Steve promised. "Can I please see the tree?"

Seren stopped with Noel to look at Steve. "You're lucky I like you too."

Steve smiled at her. He was definitely on his best behavior when she gave him another kiss.

They dallied leaving the room. Noel was too excited having both of his parents back and did just about anything and everything to hold their attention. He even shared his gingerbread stuffy. Finally, just as the day turned to night, Seren decided it was the perfect time to go see the tree. She handed Noel to Steve and grabbed her phone before they left the room together.

"Thor and I went to get the biggest tree we could find — and that would fit in the compound," she explained on their way in the hallway. "Wanda and Vision bought the ornaments. Natasha helped us decorate it."

"Ooh, so it was a team effort?" Steve asked, shifting Noel to his left side. "What did little Noel do?"

"Put the baubles in his mouth, of course," Seren said with a chuckle. Hearing her laugh made Noel laugh too. "But the little mister fell asleep before we started to decorate it."

"Well, sticking ornaments into your mouth does take a lot out of people, I've heard," Steve nodded. He dropped a kiss on Noel's forehead. "Glad he got his rest."

Seren rolled her eyes and picked up her pace to lead the way. "Okay, when you walk in, I'm going to record so don't say anything stupid."

Steve deadpanned her but she didn't notice. She was dead serious. "You know Noel can hear you, right?"

"Yes, and he's heard a lot worse from uncle Tony when he's mad so…" Seren gave a shrug of her shoulders.

She reached the living room first and hurried to go into the right spot to be able to record the moment. The tree was already lit for the evening. Thank you, Natasha! She was a secret Christmas lover.

Steve walked into the room holding Noel so that he could see the sight. Noel was in the middle of staring at his hands when the slow flickering rainbow lights caught his attention. The dazzle was slow but sure as it crossed his little face.

Watching his son experience Christmas for the first time was absolutely indescribable for Steve. It was wonderful, sure — amazing? Sure. But the right word just went above and beyond those two. It was a moment he would always remember.

Seren thought the same thing. She turned her phone's camera off then hurried to join them. She laughed as Noel pushed his body forward in Steve's arm. The temptation of the baubles was too much to stand.

Steve stepped closer to the three until Noel could reach a red sparkly bauble. His first touch was brief, the sparkles felt bumpy and for a moment undesirable. At the second try, Noel's small fingers curled around the bauble and he pulled.

"And so it starts," Seren mused as she watched Noel pull and then give up to start pushing the bauble forwards. "My mother said I used to pull on the branches."

"I thank God that he can't fly," Steve admitted. Noel got bored with the red bauble and went for the shiny gold one instead. "Or shoot star matter."

"Yet," Seren reminded him. She took Noel into his arms and pressed a big kiss on his hair. "Because then that'll be when the real fun starts, right my little star boy?"

Noel babbled as if he was answering his mother's question…or maybe demanding that she get him closer to the sparkling gold bauble. Seren ultimately put him down on the ground and laughed when Noel made a dashing crawl towards the tree.

"Was that a good idea?" Steve watched as Noel reached the lowest branch and sat down to properly grab it with both of his hands.

"Probably not," Seren shrugged. "But I did have the others help me nail the damn thing to the ground. He will not be pulling that tree down no matter what. That's what happens when he's got Avenger aunties and uncles."

Steve laughed. Seren made a good point.

The first bauble hit the ground and bounced around Noel. He let out a happy squeal and crawled for it.

"Mm, and what about the ornaments?" Steve asked, now a little less chucklish.

Seren placed her hands on her hips. "That's a different story."

Noel caught the bauble and sat down again. He gripped the bauble as much as he could, examined it for a moment, then threw it again. And so the cycle started again.

"Merry Christmas, cheers to chasing down baubles until the end of the year," Seren said with a wide grin on her face.

Steve wrapped an arm around her waist, bringing her closer and kissing her on the lips. "Looking forward to it, actually," he murmured with a content smile.

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Halle's Comet - Part One (Tony Stark x OC)

Summary: Halle is determined to set boundaries with Tony at his New Year's Eve party, whether he likes it or not.

Word Count: 1,420

Warnings: Dub-con kiss

Halle surveyed the partygoers, registering a few familiar faces in the crowd of hundreds she didn’t recognize. Some faces and names she knew, not well perhaps, but she was at least able to pick some out of the throngs of people. She’d been questioning why Tony invited her at all when they were supposedly just in this mutual beneficial relationship, but she could see now that it didn’t quite matter at all to Tony who he invited, as long as it was one of the biggest parties this New Year's Eve.

Halle wandered the room, wondering how long she might have to wait until she saw the illusive host. He did make a habit of showing up to his own parties, didn’t he? She didn’t peg him for some Jay Gatsby type. No, Tony always liked attention, and he’d make a show of himself sooner or later. Of that she could be sure.

Finally giving up at attempting to find a friendly face and make small talk, Halle took a seat at a bar, one of the several small stations situated about the room, where she sipped her drink of choice; a Rossini. She did love a good party, and this certainly qualified, but without any friends to accompany her, nor an official date, she was finding it rather daunting to strike up a conversation with someone new. Normally, she was a social butterfly, but with this being a New Year's Eve party, the added pressure to make a connection and share a kiss at midnight was just a little more than she wanted to deal with.

"Halle, you made it!" For an already loud room, Tony somehow managed to make his voice heard over the sea of others, even from ten feet away. Halle turned at the sound of her name and fought back a smile at the exuberant man as he parted the crowd and headed right for her. He looked as he usually did; expensively crafted suit, suavely styled hair, and those almost ever present sunglasses. Worn inside, no less. Maybe it was to hide how drunk he was, but Halle almost doubted that. It was just his way of presenting the Tony Stark image. Hell, he may even have it trademarked.

"Stark, nice of you to find me," she said rather flatly as he sidled up to her at the bar. The bartender immediately slid him a drink, probably one of the perks of playing host. The bartenders already had his drink order memorized and prepared immediately when they caught sight of him approaching.

"Been looking all over for you. Midnight isn’t that far away. After all, gotta have my midnight kiss." So perhaps he was a little drunk.

"This isn’t a press tour. I’m helping your public image, remember? This is a private party. You don’t need me, and you’re not owed that kiss if that’s still all I am to you." Tony flinched like he’d been wounded. Maybe he had. Maybe he deserved to be. Halle didn’t care. She was the one that begun this arrangement and hence she’s the one who should set the terms of it. She wasn’t Tony's doll, after all. She was however, one of his publicity stunts and this was a no-press event. They were left on the red carpet outside like the vultures they were. Had to keep the Stark dynasty's squeaky clean image, and inviting the paparazzi inside a Tony Stark party was the worst thing for that image.

Without another word, Halle slid her empty glass towards the bartender, got up, and left him there. She wasn’t about to be at his beck and call, whenever and wherever he wanted. That wasn’t their agreement. One of these days, he was going to have to understand that. Boundaries had become all the more important to her as her days and nights with Tony passed by. She recalled what she’d said to him when they struck that deal. "Don’t go falling in love with me, Stark, because I assure you, I won’t be doing the same."

'Professional' had become the key word to how she behaved around him now. It was dangerous for both of them if she behaved otherwise outside the ever watchful eye of the public. She’d already made that mistake enough. She let Tony get to her and she knew if she didn’t put that professional distance between them, then it would only end badly for her, possibly even for them both. She wouldn’t say she’d gone so far as to have feelings for him but—

"Hello. Don’t you look lovely tonight?" The compliment, thinly veiled as fully sincere, Halle knew better than to take as such. But it had taken her out of her thoughts, and for that alone, she was grateful. They were starting to go to a place she didn’t want to visit just now.

When she focused in on the young man behind the blatant pick up line, she found him to be rather handsome. Out of what may be spite, or at this point just boredom, she decided to let him flirt a while. "Thank you," she replied. "You look pretty good yourself. I like a man who can clean up well." She regretted the line as soon as she said it, as it brought up an image of Tony to the forefront of her mind.

"I’m Chase, and you are?"

"Halle," she said, thankful once again for his ability to keep her from staying in her own head for too long. Halle then let him get her a drink, and they chatted. Halle was all too aware of the time on the clock, having decided to let this Chase wear down the minutes until she chose whether or not she’d let him have a kiss at midnight.

Chase hadn’t turned out to be nearly as interesting as he was handsome, going on and on about how he’s got this great job at his father's company and is set to make so and so odd dollars in the coming year. Halle really started to tune him out in favor of watching the minutes go by. Setting aside how positively dull he was, Halle made the decision to let him kiss her anyway. It’s not like it was a contract for anything else between them, and maybe, should Tony see it happen, it would remind him of where they stood.

The countdown began, and Chase finally shut up about himself long enough to join in. He seemed rather confident about getting what he wanted out of her, so Halle wouldn’t have to prompt him or even give permission when the countdown ended.

"Five…four…three…two—" the chorus of voices echoed in the room, but Halle's own voice went quiet when a hand grabbed her wrist, tugging her away from closing in for that kiss with Chase and another hand on her waist spun her around, held her steady and dipped her low to the ground. Before she found the breath to protest, a pair of lips met hers and the hand on her wrist moved and interlocked their fingers instead. When she realized who it was, she didn’t fight it, but she didn’t allow herself to kiss him back either. She wasn’t about to give Tony that satisfaction.

Confetti filled the room, red and gold flakes littering the floor and sticking to her hair. Tony let her back up on her own two feet where Halle freed herself fully from his grasp and was able to catch her breath and find her voice again. She only used it after the hoots and hollers of the enthusiastic partygoers died down. Mad as she may have been, she wasn’t about to lose her cool and start yelling. She may not be able to stop herself.

"That was quite a show," Halle finally stated, crossing her arms as she spoke. "I thought I told you that my New Year's kiss was off the table."

"You did," Tony confirmed, a cocksure grin plastered on his face. "But that was before," he followed up.

"Before what," Halle asked, not letting go of her rigid position.

"Before you walked off without letting me tell you that I might have…maybe, some…possible feelings for you."

Halle's eyebrows shot up in surprise as she froze mid breath. That was the last thing she was expecting. As she processed the information, she finally exhaled slowly and evenly. What the hell did he expect her to say to that?

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-> Part Two

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